Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-07-13

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% Gorloa's l1lg 1rFutlan o. Ms
Garrison. AL EeTe auxaous - sas
how she would stand her knights de-
sertiJn-
But none were able 10 read her real (
feelings, though many were the sur
mIses.
Gordon was away on business At
the close OF a fortnight lie returned,
and sought ElinOr's house the nrst OF
any.
Her greeting, though free from en-
barrassment and perfectly courteous,
had a something indehnable, which
struck the gentleman
'Elinor," he said, softly, and his
melodious tones thrilled the dormant
heart of the woman, ''you are not like
yourself. Have you forgotten our
parting compact, little sisterI" a silky
mustache brushing the averted cheek
THAT agreement Is no longer bind
ingl' she cried, Indignantly, her usu-
ally gentle eyes flashing. do not dare
| to touch me, Mr.. Gordonl"
Excitement lent an additional
charm to the mobile face Gordon
gazed at her admiringly. Ills love;
restrained for years, would no more
brook control. In an ecstasy OF long
ing he caught her in his arms and
kissed her madly, over and over, until
the scarlet hue OF the beloved coun-
tenance warned him to desist.
~ will never forgive you," she
painted, breaking from him-"never!'
tears rolling swiftly down. Leave
me!''
"What have 1 done2 1 have lost
her respect, her friendship" thought
| 10 F,,If or a
supreme instant, when he had held her
close 10 his throbbing heart, more than
repaid for the self-denlal OF the past.
And Elinor? Bewildered, fright
ened, aroused from her calm apathy
to consciousness of the truth, she
buried her burning face in the sofa
pillow, sobbing. The impassioned,
uncomfortable ardor of the man had
in one moment swept away the barrl'
ers of GOODNESS and pride. Ellnoi
Garrison knew that she loved. But
alasl the knowledge came too late.
, Walking homeward, Gordon re
ceived so many congratulations upon
his engagement that he began 10 fee
, annoyed. "Simply because L yisl
Elinor first, they must needs link oul
names,'' he muttered- ut Is well sh'
does not hear 1t. l only wish it wer'
So" smile playing around his hru
mouth.
j "Wen, when Is it to be?n called Mis-
{ Olive, saucily, as, obeying a beckoninl
finger, Gordon drew near her as sh
sat by the open window. "Now d
not pretend ignorance, she continued
''for l want to hear all about her.
! she beautiful, rich, etc.r''
( II shall be better able to answer yo
when hear the fair ones name" wa
: the laughing reply.
e "What an actor You would haV
g madel The lady lives in Boston
e whence certain gentleman has jus
returned"
r $50, then, they have not referred
: Elinor," thought Gordon, thankfully
5 ~ assure you, Miss Lindsey, that
have no idea OF whom you are speak
t ing"
believe her name is
A tall, slim. drabish spinster rose De
e fore Gordon's vision. HIS mout
i twitched, but he said Iothing.
= "Wellp'' said Olive. inquirIngly.
e ''Ob, excuse me, please; good alter
I noon" and much TO the young lady
4 surprise, the tall figure was stridln
i down the street.
T Manners she grumbled, as sh
u closed the window.
e Entering the familiar side door
e Gordon stepped lightly into the rooI
a he had so lately quilted.
Elinor spr;Ing hastily to her fee
: The traces of weeping were evident
:. She would have fled. but strong arm
d detained her, gathering her in 4 Gloss
o fervent embrace.
\ truthful voice murmured ter
o derly, s'It was all a great mistake, daI
i ling. How could you doubt me, h
|, lnorp''
o WAS it not worth while, since
r, showed me my hearth" was the 10
), reply, as her Shy, glad eyes were lite
4 tn meet her lovers.